I think when I would hug him, I would get the feeling of something endless.
An endless hug.
An endless feeling.
An endless wholesome hug.Endless warmth around my skin and clothes which I wanna hold on to forever. It's like I want to hear him saying something calm into my shoulder while hugging - Something that warms up my heart.
My world.
My problems.I wanna feel his ‚big' hands on my back, him doing little strokes which go up, down and to both of the sides while wanting to ‚calm me down' just for being there - with him.
How his hair and chin would touch my ear, neck and shoulder.In my head I could feel him smiling throughout the hug, him and I knowing, I feel safe around his presence.
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livings in my tiny notebook - Kaisy S.
شِعرjust as the title it says. But.. - maybe some writing mistakes because english is not my native language ect. - these are stories/thoughts out of my real life but some sentences are out of my head that thought it would match with the aesthetic more...